Women of the generations before mine were forced to hear the collective voice of society telling them to stay in the home. While some of those women chose to go with the flow, others laid down their dust mops and aprons in search of opportunity. The latter group of women of which I speak grew larger and larger as the decades passed. Today, women aspire to be more independent and successful than their mothers, and wish for their daughters to do the same. While most young women view this pressure from their parents to “make something of themselves” in a positive light, I do not. Perhaps I am subconsciously trying to rebel, or perhaps I am just going through a biological phase in my life, however I want nothing more than to have a modest job and then have a family. While having a child before you were twenty was the norm forty years ago, we are now told to wait until we are approaching thirty. We are told not to depend on men. I suppose the issue I have with this, is that society still dictates when and what women should do in their lives. Our mothers have a lot to do with the adults we become. My mother was single for the majority of my childhood with the exception of a short lived, dead end marriage. With no siblings, my mother and I depended on each other. She always said that she wouldn’t have it any other way, but I now realize that could not have been true. My mother has been in nursing for twenty five years and has recently been expressing her desire for me to follow in her footsteps, and then some. She explains to me that health professions are “where the money’s at.” While she is correct, I have no interest in that line of work. I feel the pressure from both my significant others as well as society as a whole to be sure to make enough money to support myself and my future children by myself. While this is a good plan, I feel as though the women in my